Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 93 The Salted Fish Princess Does Not Be Cannon Fodder (4)

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Murong Yan frantically denied it.

"Just now, Lord Hou, you said it yourself. As the son of a real dragon, you said that the prince is like a beast. Everyone present listened to the truth. I just want to go to the palace to talk to my sister tomorrow. Do you want to tell her about today's matter?"

"Oh, my lord and I have been close since we were young. Those words just now were just a joke. Don't take it seriously, wangfei. If you enter the palace tomorrow, please help me to say hello to Concubine Liang. Sanlang, it's my fault. I took it away."

"Hey, Lord Hou said just now that he came to give gifts to celebrate the wedding, but this man took them away. Where is the gift? You must have forgotten it, right?"

Jiang Lai smiled innocently, but his mouth was not forgiving at all. Murong Yan said that he was one head and two big, and finally agreed to give her a summer resort that he had just built and had not had time to enjoy, so she was satisfied promise.

After leaving a piece of paper, Murong Yan left in a disgruntled manner, taking that ugly monkey with him.

Back in the house, Murong Dun silently looked at the written evidence in his hand. He was still a little shocked. He couldn't believe that Murong Yan, who always took pleasure in bullying himself, would stumble so hard here today. Jiang Lai, who looked soft and weak, was actually so eloquent.

"Husband, with this villa, we can go to cool off."

"Have you seen a monkey before?"

Jiang Lai shook his head.

"No."

"Then why are you not afraid at all when you saw that strange thing?"

"It's just a hairless monkey. What's there to be afraid of? Husband, there are not so many strange things in this world. Next time that Murong Yan dares to bully you, I will teach him a lesson for you!"

When Jiang said this, his face was indeed still pampered with arrogance, but Murong Dun didn't feel disgusted, and even inexplicably felt that the woman in front of him was cute and innocent.

He looked away and collected himself.

"You rest, I'm going to deal with business."

"My husband, are you coming back tonight?"

"Maybe, you don't have to wait for me, go to rest earlier."

Jiang Lai nodded obediently, heard the sound of footsteps walking away slowly, then lazily raised his feet and walked towards Ruanta.

"Xiao Lian, come here and hammer my leg."

Xiaolian obediently knelt beside Ruantao, and slowly tapped Jiang Lai's leg with a small hammer.

Jiang Lai felt that this was not comfortable enough, so he simply lifted the already thin gauze skirt directly to his thighs. This time, the force of the hammer was a little stronger, and it was much cooler. Jiang Lai soon fell asleep.

During the period, she seemed to hear Xiao Lian whispering something in her ear, but because she was too sleepy, Jiang Lai didn't hear clearly at all, so she nodded confusedly and answered vaguely.

"Princess, Master Ling has come to see you."

"Uh-huh?"

"Princess, will it be passed on?"

"Um……"

Immediately after Xiaolian put down the hammer and walked out, Jiang Lai turned over slightly, and when his consciousness was in a half-awake and half-drowsy state, he saw a tall black figure standing at the door, against the light, with a straight back and a thin waist long legs.

Jiang Lai seemed to be crushed by a ghost. He knew that someone was coming but couldn't sit up at all. He could only watch the figure walking slowly, and then sat beside him, staring at him silently for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lai felt that the man in front of him slowly stretched his hand towards her neck, and the feeling of his rough fingertips rubbing against her skin made her tremble uncontrollably. His movements were very slow, as if he was moving slowly. Looking at a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

At this time Xiaolian came in, and the man stood up.

"Since my sister is still sleeping, I will visit again next time."

The voice is clear and clean, the words are clear and slow, elegant and gentle.

After he left, Jiang Lai finally broke free from the ghost bed, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the red pillars and carved beams above his head with a splitting headache.

Xiao Lian was still serving at the side, seeing that Jiang Lai had woken up, she handed over a soft handkerchief.

"Princess, wipe your face first."

"Who came just now?"

"It's Master Ling, he came to visit you, but you fell asleep."

Master Ling?
Jiang Lai frowned and thought for a while, before he finally picked up something about this Young Master Ling from the original owner's memory.

He is Jiang Xiong's adopted son, because the Jiang family has no sons after having three daughters in a row, in order to continue the incense, Jiang Xiong adopted an orphan whose parents both died on the battlefield, and named him Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling has followed Jiang Xiong on the battlefield since he was a child. At the age of 14, he is nearly eight feet tall. Kong Wu is powerful and astonishing. On the battlefield, he is almost unstoppable.

Jiang Xiong admired him very much. Even after Mrs. Jiang gave birth to a son for him, Jiang Ling was still trained by him as his successor, and almost all of them were thrown in the barracks for training throughout the year.

Now Jiang Ling is only seventeen years old, and he is at least an official.

Just because he seldom came back from the military camp, Jiang Lai didn't know this righteous brother well at all, and he might see each other during Chinese New Year all year round, but it was just a matter of saying hello.

No wonder the original owner had no impression of Master Ling in his mind.

Because this guy hasn't been home for two years.

When I came back, my physique seemed to be much taller and stronger again.

"What is he doing here?"

The relationship between the two of them was so weak that they might not be able to recognize each other on the street. How could Jiang Ling come to see her specially.

Oh, Jiang Lai remembered that the original owner didn't like this foreign younger brother when he was a child, and often secretly bullied him behind Jiang Xiong's back, making him kneel and ride as a horse for himself...

Wouldn't it be because of this that you stretched your hand around her neck to make gestures?
Could this person hold a grudge too much?

Xiao Lian shook her head blankly.

"Master Ling didn't say why, he just left something for you and left."

Speaking of which, Xiao Lian handed her the small box placed aside.

Jiang Lai called and saw that there was a jade hairpin inside, and on the head of the hairpin was a bird with a ruby ​​in its beak, which was lifelike and extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

The memory of the original owner was that Jiang Ling gave her a hairpin after visiting her.

But the original owner didn't take it seriously at the time, and kept wearing it on her head because she liked it. Later, when she lost the hairpin, she was sad and sad for a long time but couldn't find it, so she just did it.

Later, when Jiang Xiong had an accident, Jiang Ling was the first to bear the brunt and was put on the beheading platform.

There was nothing wrong with this person, but Jiang Lai just felt something was wrong.

Soon Pudding told her why something was wrong.

"Do you know who Jiang Ling's real identity is?"

"Does he still have a real identity?"

"Nonsense, the author wrote such a handsome man, how could there be no story?"

Jiang Lai nodded, thinking it made sense.

Like the original owner, she looks plain and looks like a cannon fodder.

(End of this chapter)